Page 9 of Shaped By Darkness

Fuck, I want to be her mate so badly it’s like a physical ache inside of me. As much as I want that, I push the thought aside for now. I can worry about that later, you know, when Serena isn’t naked on my lap.

“I…” her voice cracks, and I see the tears pool in her eyes. I do the only thing I can think to do and pull her down so that we’re chest to chest, pressing my lips to hers once more.

Her lips move against mine, and I feel her tears as they roll down her cheeks onto our lips, tasting the saltiness. “I love you, Sol,” she says, her lips still pressed to mine as her kisses become desperate.

I kiss her back with just as much force, just as much emotion, until I’m not sure where I end and she begins. The feeling of her on top of me, lips on mine, warm breasts against my chest as she moves against me looking for friction, is enough to leave me panting and on edge.

She notices, because of course she does.

And instead of stopping, she moves faster, pressing harder, and I’m about to come even before I get inside of her.

Not acceptable.

Gripping her hips, I stop her from grinding down on me, yanking the blanket down out of the way so that we’re skin to skin. With my hands already on her hips, I lift her, lining my cock up with her entrance, or trying to.

Holding her and trying to handle myself isn’t easy, but she seems to realize I need assistance.

Her fingers close around the base of my cock, and I almost fucking lose it, a growl ripping free from deep in my chest that wasn’t only me. My lion pushes to the surface, trying to shift, but I’ll be damned if he ruins this for me.

Serena’s fingers stay wrapped around‌ me, and instead of assisting, she seems to have other plans as she slowly begins pumping her hand up and down, from base to tip.

Slamming my eyes closed, I grit my teeth, my head pressing into the pillow as pleasure courses through me.

“Serena,” I choke out her name, straining to focus on anything that isn’t the way her fingers feel wrapped around my cock. Which is proving to be impossible as she continues to move her hand up and down, pulling moans and grunts from deep in my chest as she pushes me to the edge.

I feel her move; the bed shifting with her weight, and it takes a second for me to realize I’d let her go. My hands fisted at my sides.

Her hand doesn’t stop, and I curse at how hard it is to do anything else. It takes so much effort, but I manage to peel my eyes open, and what I find is something out of my deepest desires.

Serena’s moved down the bed, my cock still in her hand as she kneels between my legs. Our eyes clash like magnets pulled together, unable to resist. I can’t remember how to breathe as she opens her mouth, pressing her tongue to the underside of my cock, starting at the base and licking all the way to the sensitive skin of the head. Just when I think it’s not possible to feel better, she closes her lips around the head.

Don’t come. Don’t come.

I chant to myself, but it doesn’t do a damn thing against her and her warm mouth as she swallows me down to the point where I can feel her throat constrict around me as her hand gently massages my balls.

“I’m gonna come, Serena,” I grunt, trying to warn her, assuming she would want to move. From what I’ve heard, most women don’t actually enjoy eating cum, not that you would ever know that with the porn industry; they make it seem common.

“Fuck,” I curse, fisting my hands in the sheets as she looks up at me through her lashes, her lips wrapped around my cock as I come right down her throat.

I can’t look away as she swallows, keeping me buried in her mouth for an extra few seconds before she pulls back. A line of spit connects her to me before she wipes it from her mouth. It shouldn’t be attractive to see her like this, but it is.

The image of her with her lips around my cock will forever be burned into my brain, and while I didn’t think I cared if she swallowed or not, I can’t say that didn’t turn me on, too.

“That wasn’t what I had in mind when I said you could do all the work,” I tell her as she crawls back up my body, her eyes devouring me as she licks her lips. For the first time in my life I wonder if this is how prey feel.

It can’t be, or prey would run headfirst into predators.

“Good thing you’re not the one calling the shots today, huh?” Serena says with a wink as she once again moves up to my lap. This time, she doesn’t hesitate. Her fingers wrap around my cock, and I’m almost shocked to find I’m hard again. I’ve never really tested how long it takes, but I’ve never come and still been hard or even been able to get hard again. I’ve also never had Serena naked and wanting for me, though.

I don’t get long to think about it because next thing I know, Serena is sinking down on my lap, burying me deep inside of her.

Our moans echo around the small room as she sinks down on me in one swift motion, once again leaving me on the edge. Her eyes roll back in her head, and my hands go to her hips on instinct. She stills for a moment, still breathing hard, but that won’t do. I won’t let her push me over the edge alone again.

I have no real idea what I’m doing, but I know her grinding against me left her moaning even when we were fully clothed, so that seems a good place to start. I pull her up my body,once again grinding us together. Her eyes fly open, a surprised whimper leaving her lips as her gaze meets mine.

I know I won’t last long. Between her sounds and the way she’s gripping my cock, I’m surprised I didn’t come again the second I was inside of her.

“Fuck, Sol,” Serena cries as I continue pushing and pulling her hips, the feeling too much making me lose my rhythm. Without missing a beat, Serena picks up the movement, her hands grabbing mine, pulling them off her hips as she rides me. Her bottom lip is trapped under her teeth, her eyes half-lidded, and her chest rising and falling as sweat beads on her forehead.

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